ANECDOTAL.

ANECDOTAL.
489.5

It was an anecdotard
And his evil passion grew,
Until his friends were driven mad
And fled his yarns, and then he had
No one to tell ’em to.
And did the ancient bore despair?
Oh, not by any means!
Those anecdotes of wondrous age
Adorn each month the “humor page”
Of sundry magazines.
-Globe Democrat.